Sweet cosmos in a pink shadow
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In the warm daylight you glow
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Just like my Mama
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Bathed in a gentle yellow
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She is fragile,
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I love her so
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Together we sit in the sun
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We turn album pages one by one
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Mama tells me stories like it's the end
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She tells them like we'll never meet again
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And on this warm autumn day we stand
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Mother, daughter hand in hand
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Our love burns brighter than before
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And then you tell me to take care
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Tell me not to fear
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Tomorrow, my wedding, my leaving here
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Take care
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Memories are running round and round
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How I wish I could go back now
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To the times I didn't realise your love
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To the times I kept to myself
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Leaving with my many bags
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I can tell from your eyes you are sad
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That I must go, but it is time
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It is time
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My love, my love, will stay behind
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And on this warm autumn day we stand
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Mother, daughter hand in hand
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Our love burns brighter than before
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And then you tell me to take care
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Tell me not to fear
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Tomorrow, my wedding, my leaving here
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Take care
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õÕ? (Cosmos)
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| Hayley Westenra |
